Travel Blogs from San Luis Potosí

After a long day on my feet I get back home to chill out for a bit before going to meet Carlos, a CSer from Guadalajara who replied to a thread I posted about making a trip to Real de Catorce. We meet for coffee and within half an hour are making plans for a camping trip leaving the next morning at 8am.

I'm not usually one for going back. With few exceptions, I tend to cut ties once I leave a city. Not sure exactly why but it seems to happen and I have very few lasting friendships from these extended excursions into strange lands and none from the city of my birth where I spent the first 30 years of my life, Montreal.

So here I am, going back after 16 years to San Luis Potosi. I was a little nervous because I ...

Anyway, I'll try to keep this shortish and move on... Carlos has been living in Barcelona for about 12 years with his most awesome girlfriend, Barbara. Chisa and I met up with them in Barcelona during our last trip, to Europe and the Middle East and we had so much fun. Carlos, Barbara, her parents(from Austria), Lily, her ...

... and had not seen any. But it was now definitely too late to attempt a ride back to Creel. I did not want to be on those slick, canyon roads in the dark.

I rode to the junction and found a large house that looked like it might be or had once been a hotel but there was no sign and it was deserted now. I checked the doors but they were all locked. There was a shed of sorts that housed a large water tank, some firewood and various odds and ends. It had a roof and three walls, ...

... along the edge of the road. These can seriously displace a motorcycle wheel.

Towns are taking on an American look to them, with malls and new homes and hotels built out on the periphery, close to the freeways with plenty of space for parking. However, unlike in the US, the town center in Mexico is likely to be 450 years old with gorgeous old churches and parks to be visited. It was this way in San Luis de Potosi. The Cathedral here ...